[Karlae] Runnin' from jit Money change so much, I'm starting to regret My lil' brother went and got him a tech Out the mud, boy, you gotta respect Ten bedroom crib from the 'jects (Woo, woo, woo) Private the jet (Woo, woo, woo, yeah) Trap up the place (Woo, woo, woo, yeah) Drop on her neck (Phew) Runnin' from jits Money change so much, I'm starting to regret My lil' brother went and got him a tech Out the mud, boy, you gotta respect Ten bedroom crib from the 'jects (Woo, woo, woo) Private the jet (Woo, woo, woo, yeah) Trap up thе place (Woo, woo, woo, yeah) Drop on her nеck (Phew)
[Karlae] We gon' go play Simon Says Make these bitches do what I said Walk 'round this bitch like a runway All this high fashion just drippin' Take what I want, I ain't asking a bitch Know they gon' hate with a passion, lil' bitch Do what I say, you just cappin', lil' bitch My niggas came with a bag in this bitch Big bag like a never full Eating all year, yeah, never full Big trips like an edible, penthouse views so incredible
[Karlae] Runnin' from jits Money change so much, I'm starting to regret My lil' brother went and got him a tech Out the mud, boy, you gotta respect Ten bedroom crib from the 'jects (Woo, woo, woo) Private the jet (Woo, woo, woo, yeah) Trap up the place (Woo, woo, woo, yeah) Drop on her neck (Phew) Runnin' from jits Money change so much, I'm starting to regret My lil' brother went and got him a tech Out the mud, boy, you gotta respect Ten bedroom crib from the 'jects (Woo, woo, woo) Private the jet (Woo, woo, woo, yeah) Trap up the place (Woo, woo, woo, yeah) Drop on her neck (Phew)
[Gunna] Ooh, I got a check Really rich, you can check out the neck (Jewelry) Frosty wrist, this the flawless baguettes (Flawless) Shoot my shot, it ain't nothing but net (Swish) I hit a run on yo' bitch like Iraq (Yeah) The jet will land, just tell me where you at (Yeah, land) The platinum Rollie should have came with a plaque (Yeah) Young Gunna Wunna and I'm still yellin', "Slatt" (Uh) New May-B with TVs in the back (TVs) A couple G's, they'll put you to rest (G's) Sonny's here, I told my mama, "Relax" (Relax) I kept it real, that's why they give me respect You lose it once and you ain't getting it back
[Karlae] Runnin' from jits Money change so much, I'm starting to regret My lil' brother went and got him a tech Out the mud, boy, you gotta respect Ten bedroom crib from the 'jects (Woo, woo, woo) Private the jet (Woo, woo, woo, yeah) Trap up the place (Woo, woo, woo, yeah) Drop on her neck (Phew) Runnin' from jits Money change so much, I'm starting to regret My lil' brother went and got him a tech Out the mud, boy, you gotta respect Ten bedroom crib from the 'jects (Woo, woo, woo) Private the jet (Woo, woo, woo, yeah) Trap up the place (Woo, woo, woo, yeah) Drop on her neck (Phew)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
